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Du hast bis jetzt noch nicht kapiert,
Was um Dich rum geschehen ist,
Dass Deine Welt den Glanz verliert,
Und nichts mehr so wie vorher is'...
Hast immer nur an Dich gedacht,
Geglaubt, dass Dir so nichts passiert,
Du hast es Dir bequem gemacht,
Plötzlich bist Du aufgewacht - in der Wirklichkeit...
Du hast Dich gerne weggeduckt,
Wenn's wegen Dir Probleme gab,
Ansonsten jeden Scheiss geschluckt,
Bei ander'n nicht an Hohn gespart...
Du bist gut damit durchgekommen,
Brav mitgespielt, nicht aufgemuckt,
Und mit der Strömung mitgeschwommen,
Jetzt bist Du endlich angekommen - in der Wirklichkeit...
Du fühlst Dich leer und ausgebrannt,
Fragst Dich wo Deine Freunde sind,
Sie sind vor Dir davongerannt,
Weil jeder Deine Launen kennt...
Nie hast Du Dich wem anvertraut,
Dich nie zu jemandem bekannt,
Du hast so gern herabgeschaut,
Dein Luftschloss nur auf Sand gebaut - in der Wirklichkeit...
Du hast die Zeichen ignoriert,
Und Dich dabei verspekuliert,
Jetzt stehst Du da und tust schockiert,
Du traust Dich nicht mehr vor die Tür,
Doch es gibt kein Alibi dafür...
Du warst von Dir sehr überzeugt,
Davon, dass Dir die Welt gehört,
Du hast Dich - scheints - zu früh gefreut,
Und Dir nur alles selbst zerstört...
Jetzt macht die Zukunft Dich verrückt,
Es nützt Dir nichts, dass Du bereust,
Du weisst, es führt kein Weg zurück,
Ich grüsse Dich, und wünsch' Dir Glück - in der Wirklichkeit...
Blumfeld - In der Wirklichkeit
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und direkt noch eins...
Wenn du mit Deiner Kraft am Ende bist
und die Leere wie ein Spiegel ist
Du bist allein und kommst nicht damit klar
Du siehst dich durch die Straßen gehen
Und kannst die Welt und dich nicht mehr verstehen
Du fühlst dich fremd - nichts ist mehr, wie es war
und an ein neues Glück zu denken, fällt dir schwer
Es kommt dir vor, als gäb' es keine Hoffnung mehr
Gib nicht auf - es kommt ein neuer Morgen
Laß es raus - den Schmerz und Deine Sorgen
Mach dich frei - von allen falschen Zwängen
Nimm dir Zeit - und lern dich selber kennen
Und wenn du denkst, dass du am Ende bist
weil die Leere wie ein Spiegel ist
Du schaust dich an und kommst nicht damit klar
Und deine Freunde können dich nicht verstehen
Du möchtest nichts und niemand sehen
Du fühlst nichts mehr und nichts ist, wie es war
Du könntest weinen, doch zu weinen fällt Dir schwer
Es kommt Dir vor, als hätt'st Du keine Tränen mehr
Gib nicht auf - es kommt ein neuer Morgen
Laß es raus - den Schmerz und Deine Sorgen
Mach dich frei - von allen falschen Zwängen
Nimm dir Zeit - und lern das Leben kennen
Es lockt Dich raus mit seinem Licht
Alles erstrahlt in seinem Glanz
Die Sonne streichelt dein Gesicht
Davorn spielen Kinder mit 'nem Ball
Und Vögel singen überall:
Gib nicht auf - es kommt ein neuer Morgen
Laß es raus - den Schmerz und Deine Sorgen
Mach dich frei - von allen falschen Zwängen
Nimm dir Zeit - und lern das Leben kennen
Blumfeld - Neuer Morgen
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I'm so sorry
Please forgive me
For knowing that I'm wrong but insisting I'm right
For wanting everything to be either black or white
For wallowing in self-pity, confessing all my sins
For studying my thoughts till my head caves in
For all the things I've said but regret so much now
For all the things I should have said but I couldn't somehow
For all the times I've meant them
And I've known them for so long
But I still get endings wrong
I'm so sorry
Please forgive me
For trying to be all things to all men
For shelving my objectives time and time again
For looking for perfection in everything I do
When really I need only look as far as you
For demanding to be loved by someone who
Then dispatching quietly over a pint of beer
Well yeah, I did it without malice
And I did it without shame
But I did it just the same
I'm so sorry
Please forgive me
For coming home from work in the middle of the night
For waking you up with the bathroom light
For wanting to touch you with these cold cold hands
For wanting to have you just because I can
For always running from an argument
When I ought to stand and fight
For suppressing my emotions
'cause I'm too goddamn polite
and then for thinking that by simply saying sorry
I could suddenly make everything alright
I'm so sorry please forgive me...
I'm so sorry please forgive me...
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Oh Loretta she's a barroom girl
wears them sevens on her sleeve
Dances like a diamond shines
Tells me lies I love to believe
Her age is always 22
Her laughing eyes a hazel hue
Spends my money like water falls
Loves me like I want her to
Oh, Loretta, won't you say to me
Darling, put your guitar on
have a little shot of booze
play a blue and wailing song
My guitar rings a melody
My guitar sings, Loretta's fine
Long and lazy, blonde and free
and I can have her any time
Sweetest at the break of day
prettiest in the setting sun
she don't cry when I can't stay
'least not 'till she's all alone
Loretta, I won't be gone long
keep your dancing slippers on
keep me on your mind a while
I'll be back, babe, to make you smile
und:
Well, the birds were talking all at once
and the old man mowing down his lawn
he didn't look like much too bad a guy
And I was thinkin' Hang on, man, something's wrong
your blues seems to be gone
heaven ain't bad but you don't get nothing done.
Lay down your head a while
you are not needed now
you are not needed now
Well, Allison laid a hex on me
and every time I turn around
it's swimming through the air above my bed
I told Miss Higgs and she said fine
as long as you're back in your room on time
I keep you clean and the girls will keep you fed
Lay down your head with mine
you are not needed now
and we got things to do
Between the blankets made of wool
the trains roll by every half an hour
and the body can get no restin' done, that's true
so I do my best, as best I can
thinkin' big and making plans
and wondering where them trains are rolling to
Lay down your head poor boy
and feel how the ground does move
and hear how them drivers sing
Well, goodbye friends, it's time to close
everybody knows that's the way it goes
where was it you lived in case I'm ever there
Well, three doors down and two behind
and it gets a little bit out of hand sometimes
don't let it fool you into thinkin you down care
Lay down your head and fly
I'll quietly pass you by
you won't even see me go
If I thought about it long enough
I just might make some kind of move
watchful lies are too hard on the soul
With the smoke house just across the way
and it's fog upon the light of day
that would be hard comin' up with where to go
Lay down your head poor boy
feel how the ground does move
hear how them drivers sing
What now, my darling one
go find a little fun
you are not needed now
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Give me a reason to stay constantly ignored
Give me an angle that I haven’t tried before
A guarantee for being honestly compared
You want to live when life is sickingly unfair
Don’t make a move you’ll look ridiculous again
You share no interest but it’s easy to pretend
Don’t start the action it will turn against you soon
No one is going to follow and you’ll stand there like a fool
You left the people when the people left you out
Back in the suburbs you’re craving for the crowd
Only minded now with defeats of yesterday
The mantra spinning in your head will keep it raised
Give me a reason to stay constantly ignored
I don’t think I can
Give me an angle that I haven’t tried before
Not from where I stand
A guarantee for being honestly compared
Could not be found
You want to live when life is sickingly unfair
Stick around
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
Don’t give up
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I was a good kid, I wouldn't do you no harm, I was a nice kid, With a nice paper round
Forgive me any pain,
I may have brung to you,
With God's help I know, I'll
always be near to you
But Jesus hurt me,
When he deserted me, but,
I have forgiven you Jesus
For all the desire, You placed in me
when there's nothing I can do with this desire
I was a good kid,
Through hail and snow, I'd go j
ust to moon you,
I carried my heart in my hand
Do you understand, Do you understand
But Jesus hurt me,
When he deserted me, but,
I have forgiven you Jesus
For all of the love, You placed in me
when there's no one I can turn to with
this love
Monday - humiliation,
Tuesday - suffocation,
Wednesday - condescension,
Thursday - is pathetic
By Friday life has killed me, By Friday life has killed me,
Oh pretty one, Oh pretty one
Why did you give me so much desire,
when there is nowhere I can go to offload this desire?
And why did you give me so much love in a loveless world,
when there's no one I can turn to to unlock all this love?
And why did you stick me in self deprecating bones and skin?,
Jesus do you hate me?
Why did you stick me in self deprecating bones and skin?
Do you hate me?, Do you hate me? Do you hate me? Do you hate me? Do you hate me?
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Intuition
What gives, what helps
The Intuition
I'll know, I'll know
(Oh) I won't have to be shown
The way home
And it's not about a boy
Although, although
They can lead you
Hide or reveal too
A destination known
Only by the one
Whose fate is overgrown
Piecemeal could break your home
And half a love is not complete
With only heat
They can tease you
Break or complete you
And in came a heatwave
A merciful save
You choose, you chose
Poetry over prose
A map is more unreal
(Oh) Than where you've been
Or how you feel
And it's impossible to tell
How important something was
And what you might have missed out on
And how it might have changed it all
Did I, did I
Did I, did I
Did I, did I
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So Sorry
I'm sorry, two words
I always think after you're gone
When I realize I was acting all wrong
So selfish, two words that could describe
Old actions of mine when patience is in short supply
We don't need to say goodbye
We don't need to fight and cry
Oh we, we could hold each other tight
Tonight
We're so helpless
We're slaves to our own forces
We're afraid of our emotions
No one, knows where the shore is
We're divided by the ocean
And the only thing I know is
The answer it isn't for us
No the answer isn't for us
I'm sorry, two words
I always think after, oh you're gone
When I realize I was acting all wrong
We don't need to say goodbye
We don't need to fight and cry
No we, we could, we could hold each other tight
Tonight...
Tonight...
Tonight...
Tonight...
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I'd like to take I like to feel wanted
Taken up and take them tall
I like to make a lot of generate the one eyed mouse
Build 'em up and let 'em fall
Just lay 'em on and leave the linen tight
Taken up and take them tall
Generate, lay them flat like monkey man
Leave 'em built, right, stand 'em tie them down
It's like sin
Boris likes a lot of little things to kick
Mix every single one that he could ever need
Boris feed
Let friend, spoon, friend, stone, lie
Let's make/take, let's feel wanted
Taken up and take 'em tall
My shake, mines monkey paddle
Boris knows and Boris likes it all
It's like sin
It's a killer she's a killer maker
It reaches in and takes, from the back of your mind
I'm not awake still alive
20 bucks has the back and see the lines
I got a small, got what they call the lack
A lack o' halfway cooked, bullets on my own
I say I can't but I really mean I won't
In their arm, or maybe up a nole
I see it all
See Boris has way of seein through my eyes
He touches in a fashion, a master of mime
Manipulatin me my arms and legs and spine
He's got you pawed
I'm sinkin told you wait, like a straight on Jew
Let 'em hum
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Thinking about you
Constantly thinking about you
I've been thinking too much about you
See the sunset with no sleep at all
Constantly thinking about you
And I can't get through this at all
I've been thinking too much about you
I've been staring at the floor
I've listened to all the tunes I love
but made me feel quite blue